You wake up in the middle of the night and discover your husband is not beside you. You walk out of the bedroom and search the house, but he’s nowhere to be found. As you approach the young housekeeper’s room, you hear your husband’s voice coming from inside. I woke up in the middle of the night and realized my husband wasn’t beside me. I walked out of the bedroom and searched the house, but he was nowhere to be found. As I approached the young housekeeper’s room, I heard my husband’s voice coming from inside. My name is Faye, and I’m 28 years old. My husband Charlie and I work at the same hospital. I’m the head nurse, and he’s an associate professor and chief physician. We’ve been married for over four years, and our relationship has always been good. Charlie is humble and polite, handsome, and very attentive to me. After we got married, no matter how busy work was, he would always send a bouquet of flowers to my nursing station every Valentine’s Day and anniversary. My colleagues would gather around, teasing me about how lucky I was to have married such a perfect husband. I basked in their envious gazes, feeling as if I were living in a honeypot. The only regret in our perfect marriage was that we hadn’t been able to have a child of our own. After I miscarried shortly after getting married, I hadn’t been able to get pregnant again. I knew Charlie really wanted a child too. When I was pregnant, he found all sorts of medications to prevent miscarriage and even hired a young housekeeper to take care of me. I’ve always felt very sorry about the miscarriage, but Charlie has always been by my side comforting me, saying it’s okay, while helping me find various medicines to regulate my body. However, after taking those medicines, my figure started to change, gradually swelling up like a balloon, and my body began to be covered with stretch marks. But I still completely trusted Charlie, believing that as long as we could have our child, I could endure all of this. … Five years ago, Charlie was still a master’s student under my father. My father was a professor and chief physician at the hospital, and it was during my last year of studying at the nursing school that my father arranged for me to intern at his hospital. The first time I saw Charlie, I was attracted to him. Not only was he good-looking, but his behavior and manners exuded the qualities of a gentleman. I learned from my father that Charlie’s family background wasn’t good, he came from a rural village, and he was the only college student in his entire village. This didn’t make me prejudiced against him; instead, it made me admire him even more. It made me even more impressed by his humble demeanor. In my eyes, he was like a noble plum blossom standing alone in the wind and snow. I’ve always been shy about actively asking for contact information from the opposite sex. Even though Charlie attracted me, I only dared to visit my dad’s department more often and steal a few more glances at him. But unexpectedly, Charlie later took the initiative to add me on SnapChat, and after that, he often invited me out to eat, shop, and watch movies. Our relationship grew closer with each date, and later, naturally, Charlie confessed to me. I accepted, touched, feeling like I was the happiest woman in the world. However, all of this has now come crashing down. What a load of crap about being a gentleman, it turns out it was all an act!
Charlie and I hadn’t been dating long when I got pregnant, and he naturally proposed to me. Although my father was somewhat averse to this premarital behavior, on one hand, because I was already pregnant, not getting married quickly would invite gossip once I started showing, and on the other hand, he thought Charlie was quite steady and worthy of entrusting me to, so he didn’t say much more. Our wedding, from planning to completion, took less than a month. I happily entered into marriage, ready to welcome the new life. However, during the first prenatal check-up after marriage, I was told that the fetus was unstable and there was a risk of miscarriage. I was very afraid of losing our first baby like this. At that time, I didn’t hesitate much and decided to stop working and stay at home to rest and nurture the pregnancy. Charlie was also very anxious at the time, busy finding all sorts of medications to prevent miscarriage for me to take. Feeling his desire for this life as strong as mine, my originally panicked heart gradually calmed down, and I peacefully took the medicine he found for me. Later, he even specially found a live-in housekeeper to take care of me 24 hours a day. The housekeeper’s name was Lily, a very young country girl who kept her head down shyly and didn’t dare to speak when she first came to our house. Whenever you called her name, she would raise her head bashfully, her watery eyes blinking as she looked at you, very endearing. Charlie said this young girl was from the neighboring village of his hometown, only 18 years old, had just come to the city to find work, and he saw her at the domestic service center and felt a connection, so he brought her back. I didn’t have any doubts about this, and seeing that this young girl was quite likable, I let her stay. However, even though we did so much, things still didn’t go as we wished, and I still lost the baby. After losing the child, both my emotions and physical condition deteriorated a lot, so I stayed at home to recuperate for a long time. During that time, Charlie was very busy with work and rarely at home. I spent most of my time every day with Lily. Although Lily was shy when speaking, she was very efficient in doing things and very skilled in taking care of people. Moreover, her cooking was very much to Charlie’s taste. Whenever Charlie had the chance, no matter how busy he was, he would rush home to eat. I became more and more satisfied with her, to the extent that when I later returned to work, I still chose to keep Lily. All in all, Lily has been working in my home for almost five years, and we have given her a raise every year. She has also changed from being shy and not daring to look at people when she first started, to gradually becoming cheerful and smiling now. As Lily worked longer in the city, she also became more and more adept at dressing herself up. She was no longer dressed in the simple style she had when she first came to the city. She learned to wear makeup, follow trends, go shopping, and keep up with fashion, becoming increasingly graceful and elegant. However, after my miscarriage, my body gradually changed shape. Looking at myself in the mirror, even I found myself unattractive. Every time I saw the increasingly pretty Lily, I always felt a bit uncomfortable. I don’t know if it’s because of overfamiliarity, but I’ve been feeling lately that Lily’s attitude towards me has become increasingly casual. When I talk to her, she sometimes acts as if she hasn’t heard and doesn’t respond. Moreover, whenever Charlie isn’t home for meals and it’s just me, the dishes on the table are always very plain and pitifully few. When she first came to the city, she didn’t have many clothes to wear, wearing the same one or two pieces of nearly worn-out clothes every day. At that time, after my miscarriage, my figure had changed, and I couldn’t fit into some of my previous brand-name clothes. Seeing her pitiful state, I picked out a couple of suitable pieces for her to wear. But after that, my closet would often show signs of being rummaged through, and some clothes would mysteriously disappear. What made me even more uncomfortable was that her attitude towards Charlie was completely different from her attitude towards me. Sometimes I would hint at her indirectly, telling her to have some boundaries, but she would just laugh it off as if she hadn’t understood. I had also talked to Charlie about wanting to fire Lily, saying that her thoughts had become a bit crooked, her hands weren’t clean, and she was becoming increasingly casual with me, and besides, we didn’t really need a housekeeper anymore. But Charlie said, “Aren’t you being too sensitive? I think she’s doing well in all aspects! You usually place your things carelessly, don’t wrongly accuse the poor girl when you can’t find something! Besides, if you suddenly fire her, where would a helpless young girl go in this city?” I didn’t want Charlie to think I was a petty, complaining wife, so after hearing his words, I didn’t dare to mention firing Lily in front of him again.
Recently, there has been another wave of COVID-19 outbreak in the neighboring state. The sudden outbreak caught the local government off guard, and a shortage of medical personnel and resources was inevitable. I was dispatched to provide support, while Charlie, due to having too many scheduled surgeries, couldn’t leave and stayed at the hospital. Although the work on the anti-epidemic front line was very arduous, every night when I received a FaceTime from Charlie asking about my return date and sweetly saying goodnight, I felt warmth in my heart. We’ve been married for so many years, and it seems like it’s always been Charlie preparing surprises for me. This time, I thought about telling him a later return date than planned, so I could come back early and give him a surprise. I specifically chose his day off to rush back. On my way home, my whole body was fluttering like a young girl in love. However, an hour later when I arrived home, I couldn’t help but laugh at my current foolish self. I pushed open the door, and the whole house was immersed in an eerie silence. Did Charlie suddenly have to work overtime today? Lily didn’t seem to be at home either. The curtains in the house were drawn tight, and although it was bright and sunny outside, not a ray of light penetrated inside. The air also seemed not to circulate well, permeated with a strange smell. I turned on the small light in the entrance hall and looked around. Everything seemed normal. I went upstairs to the second and third floors but didn’t find anyone. Back on the first floor, I went to open the curtains. The sudden direct sunlight made me squint uncomfortably for a moment, but I quickly adjusted. After opening the windows to let in some air, I sat down on the sofa to relieve some of the fatigue from the journey. However, as soon as I sat down, my left hand came into contact with an unknown liquid on the sofa. I frowned, and an ominous feeling quietly sprouted in my heart. Was it Lily or Charlie, or both of them? Once the seed of suspicion sprouted, it grew uncontrollably wild. I don’t know what kind of mindset I had when I cleaned this up. Then suddenly a wave of disgust surged up inside me. I rubbed my hands repeatedly, but this didn’t suppress the nausea in my heart, so I went to the bathroom and washed my body over and over again. After that, I sat on the single sofa in the living room, my gaze empty as I fell into deep thought. At this moment, for some reason, I was unprecedentedly calm. My mind kept flashing back to Lily’s casual attitude towards me, as if she had nothing to fear, and Charlie’s protection of her, which I had thought was just him simply feeling sorry for a country girl working away from home. These details, which had once made me think I was being petty, now took on a different flavor, everything connecting together at this moment seemed unusually reasonable. Sitting here for I don’t know how long, the sky outside gradually darkened, with only a dim entrance light remaining in the room. Finally, the sound of the smart door lock keypad rang out, as if to verify my guess, Charlie and Lily entered the house laughing and talking. “Lily, did you forget to turn off the entrance light when you went out?” As he said this, he turned on the big living room light, and the sudden brightness exposed all the ugliness. I looked at this pair, their smiles not yet faded, frozen stiffly on their faces when they suddenly discovered me. “Honey! Why did you suddenly come back? Didn’t you say you’d be a few days late?” Charlie reacted first, quickly composing himself. No wonder! Asking me every day on SnapChat about my return date, it was for this! I suppressed the disgust in my heart and replied to him with a forced smile. “I thought I’d come back early to give you a surprise. I just got back and you weren’t home, so I sat here to rest and wait for you!” Seeing my gaze floating back and forth between him and Lily, Charlie spoke up, seemingly casually. “I just had an emergency surgery at the hospital, went back to work overtime, and on the way back I happened to run into Lily who had finished buying groceries, so I brought her back.” In the past, I believed everything he said without question. But at this moment, I thought, wasn’t it that they went out shopping together, enjoying their time alone while I was away? But on the surface, I still maintained a normal expression and said. “Why are you explaining this to me? Oh, by the way, Lily, I just bought a roast chicken and put it in the kitchen, heat it up and prepare for dinner.” Charlie didn’t seem to intend to explain anything more, as if he was long accustomed to me being a stupid woman deeply in love and easy to fool.
Before bed, Charlie brought me the carefully prepared body-conditioning medicine as usual. I stared at the dark bowl of medicine in front of me. In the past, I would have obediently drunk it despite the bitterness. “Put it here, I’ll read for a while and drink it before going to bed.” Charlie didn’t suspect anything and said, “Okay, drink it while it’s hot. I know the medicine is bitter, but it’s all for our baby. I’ll go organize some documents first, I’ll be back later.” Saying this, he kissed my forehead. I restrained the urge to push him away and acted coy as I had in the past. In my heart, I cursed silently, to deceive a woman, a man can actually act so naturally and unaffectedly cherishing! After Charlie left the room, I got out of bed intending to put some of the medicine into a separate bottle to hide, and pour the rest into the toilet in the master bathroom and flush it away, then put the bowl back on the bedside table. After lying down, I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep. It wasn’t long before Charlie came back. As soon as he entered the room, he walked to my bedside and shook my shoulder, seemingly trying to confirm if I was asleep. I remained motionless. He then walked back to his side of the bed, turned off the small night light I habitually left on for him, covered himself with the blanket, and lay down beside me. I closed my eyes without a hint of sleepiness, instead becoming increasingly alert. Less than half an hour after the lights went out, Charlie couldn’t control himself anymore.
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